I just got my hair cut about an hour ago. This is not the first time I have gotten my hair cut since my PRK procedure to correct my vision, but since it is just fresh in my mind, I decided to write a little something about it. For as long as I can remember, when I cut my hair, there is a mirror in front of me, and I can see how my hair is being while it is happening. Well, theoretically I was able to. In fact, in all those years, I was not able to see anything. It was just a big blur. I couldn’t even recognize myself in the mirror no matter how hard I squinted. I took off my glasses before they started cutting my hair. My hair was cut. And then when it was done, I was asked if it looked okay. I then, put my glasses on and saw the finished product for the first time. I always say it looks okay, but it’s always a surprise to me because I have no idea what it looks like until I put those glasses on.
But not anymore! While I was getting my hair cut, I saw exactly how my hair was being cut while it was being cut! Granted it wasn’t compelling television, but it was just nice to be able to see something that I haven’t really been able to experience before. While the lady was cutting my hair and telling me about her kids or family or whoever, I was able to see her eyes and expressions. No longer was I just talking to someone like I would on a cell phone, only able to hear but not see anything.
And in the end, well, that was pretty much the same. Only it wasn’t a surprise this time. I was able to see the process from beginning to end. I suppose some people like surprises, but it’s not something that is as fun when it comes to your hair. Like I said earlier, this is not something that is spectacular and awesome, but just something that I noticed today while getting my hair cut. Makes me wonder, in many years, if I will take this small moment for granted and not appreciate to joys of vision.